01 reminiscing

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since when did violets
begin to smell so sour?

there was a time when we were both happy. just really fucking happy. if you had told me two years ago that we wouldn't be together for the rest of our lives, i would have told you "i'll prove you wrong. hell if someone were to tell me that i would be the one to break him i would've scoffed in your face and wished you a goodnight. but now he's not here, he should be but its my fault that he's not. i guess you won, take the money i guess.

we used to come here every thursday evening, even when it was cold. even when it was chilly enough to numb your nose he'd let me drag him out to this stupid beach. it was a beautiful beach, i dont know why it feels so god damn empty now. theres just a horizon here, theres just a long scary horizon and a million fucking birds that wont let me eat my sandwich in peace. he always hated seagulls.

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